Me Before You by Sylvia M. Roberts Read Free Book Online Page A

Wow...I forgot how it ended! What you did then? - Richard was diminishing his force until he freed Annie and hoarsely whispered:
    - I pulled him away from me, like that. - And putting her hands on his shoulders, she made him flinch.
    Annie was a little bit disappointed. But she knew she was dealing with a strong, confident man who probably didn’t subjugate to her so easily. But this would make a fascinating victory.
    - Ah! Now I remember...- she said. - Then you asked if had been that way I acted with Phelps.
    - And what are your thoughts about your fingerprints being found in the candle holder with which Phelps had been beaten to death.
    - I have never denied that the candle holder was mine. That's why it had my impressions. It turns out that Phelps had the strange habit of always coming to my flat with some false pretense and filch any object of when I would claim it, he would apologize and take advantage to offer me a drink or anything else. - And, taking a deep breath to regain strength, she reproached: - You can’t suggest that I would be so stupid to kill him with my own candle holder and then forget to throw it away do you?!
    - I can’t rule out the fact that it was the murder weapon and that your finger prints were in it.
    - Did you ever occur to you that I had no reason to kill him?
    - You admitted that you hated him.
    - Yes, but that would be reason to fight with him and never to kill him… Oh, my God! ... If I intended to kill all men who gave me a sung, there would be the need of more graveyards!
    In the heat of argument, she took her right hand to the top of the head and let the buckle that imprisoned her hair, leaving the hair fall free over her shoulder.
    - That I believe - he muttered quietly, without being able to avoid an admiring look on that woman's sensuality. - There must have been many men who desired you...
    She shook her head moving the long thick shiny threads from one side to the other. And with a laugh of derision, she pondered;
    - Don’t tell me you also believe this nonsense. It was just a publicity stunt...Basically I am a woman like any other.
    - You're not a woman like any other - he repeated. – You never were.
    - That's it? How am I different, is it because I am guilty from the beginning?
    - Nonsense...
    - Confess that you hated me from the first moment you saw me.
    He remained silent for a few minutes, not knowing what to say. Somehow she could let him uncomfortable. Finally he decided to continue the questioning.
    - We are moving away from the subject.
    - First tell me why do you hate me so much? - She insisted, holding her arms.
    - I don’t hate you - he denied, shaking his head.
    - So tell me what you feel right now...
    He deepened the look and quivering his lips, and words came out without control.
    - Needless to say... A woman, who was once so desired, should see in the eyes of a man and recognize what he is feeling.
    Annie smiled with satisfaction. What had just heard proved that she was right. He was falling for her...
    - Why the smile? - Presumed suspicious. - Is it because you like to see me at your feet to have fun at my expense?
    - I wouldn’t do that...
    - So what are your plans? Why did you change clothes if not to provoke me?
    - I'm not obliged to hear it - she protested.
    - But you will hear, yes - he insisted holding her arms. - Was it last night when you noticed my embarrassment at the time when your blouse fell? Where do you want to go?
    - Why don’t you find out? - She suggested with a provocative look.
    That was too much for him, he was still trying to block his feelings. Without hesitating any longer, he pulled her against him and brushed his lips to hers at his touch opened, allowing his tongue to enter and touch every corner of that sensuous mouth. Meanwhile, his hands slid delicately to her soft back, moving down her curves hips pressing further her against him. She corresponded savoring to his kiss with passion and encouraging him rubbing her fingers in his